to fly is to have no limits
to dream is to have no limits
to exist, is to have no limits
anger and frustration withholding satisfaction
as the iron chamber closes
and tightens to an inch of breath
scream and scream, “away with death!”
scream for breathing’s sake
dream for living is at stake
freedom oozes out of the ears
like a life evaporating
leaving behind intentions, and tears
dreaming so much
hoping everything is such
but somehow the soul is trapped
imagination is under invasion
filtrated by these dusty gust of wind
falling through gaps between grains of sand
nothing brings freedom.
trapped inside your screaming voice
why dream when reality is surreal
I hope you’re able to find freedom to live your dreams.
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